#vakeska

You were taking a secret short cut that you had found from your work to your home

Everything was normal, at least in Gotham’s standards

Until you began to see some figures going up a fire escape of a building right next to you

You became anxious and slowed as you noticed their black and white suits 

However, your eyes caught those of a ginger with a manic smile plastered onto his face

Jerome excused himself from the group, leaving them to groan at his absence as he walked towards you

He couldn’t help but feel like he had to go to you

It had been a while since he felt this excited but nervous at the same time over a person

You were the same, in fact, your anxiety took a turn from, “Please, don’t hurt me” to “Don’t let me mess this up” and “What is wrong with me?”

He introduced himself, taking your hand in his and giving it a small peck with a charismatic smile

You two were conversing happily until thr group gave him a whistle

Where Jerome gave you a wink, not before making you leave your number on his arm with a sharpie he found near the dumpster

Being left in a dreamy haze

Where you entirely forgot that there were escape convicts climbing up a roof right behind you

Later that night, you were watching the news

Recognizing the same man that you had given your number almost immediately

And for some reason, seeing him that way excited you even more

Being in self-conflict until your phone rang and you automatically knew who it was

Scared, you picked it up

But the second Jerome’s voice came through, you felt a warm, tingling feeling

Talking until you heard a knock on your door

To which he surprised you and went in for a small kiss

Jerome spending the night at your place

Playing games with each other

Eating constant junkfood

Making out for a good portion of the time

But also him telling you about his future plans while cuddling

It went on for a while

He’d sneak into your place and you two would have fun

But he always tried to make sure that you were kept in the dark from the rest of the Maniax

Mainly because he didn’t feel like he could trust them to not use you against him

And even though you denied it, you always felt yourself slowly losing yourself to his insanity

Being absolutely destroyed when he died the first time

Your friends and family worried

They had no idea that you were even in contact with Jerome as to them, you just became depressed out of the blue

Having trust issues when it came to speaking with the police for any reason

Feeling guilty when you play games that you used to with Jerome

When he came back from the dead, he put extra effort into getting his face back quickly

Jerome didn’t want you to see him and become disgusted

You were cooking at your apartment, occupied with the stove

“Long time, no see, hasn’t it?”

Turning around to see Jerome with his arms out, inviting you for a hug